Pretend With Me

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter! I admit it, it's a sad thing to say, but I confess the truth in hopes of no one annoying me with such a bad thing like I don't even know.

Summary: 'I fell in love with a girl. The second she smiled at me was the second I knew we'd always make it. No matter how hard I would have to try, she loves me, and I couldn't love her more. Think of it as, forever in love' – Harry Potter, 19 years of age, married.

Authors Note: Heylloo kiddos, this isn't my first story, I consistently write till I get the my favorite, I am working on one as we speak if you must know, but I thought I'd try this to. Promise to finish it if I get replies for my one and only fans.

Its Love Make it Hurt I Deserve It

Can you hear that? I think my heart just skipped a beat…

Platform 9 ¾ always seems to give the students a buzzing vibe. Everyone seeing each other once more, since ht summer has come to an end and now the students of Hogwarts were coming back to their school homes. Harry Potter once always felt a connection once stepping onto that platform, but now he felt alone although clearly he stood besides his two best friends. Amidst all the confusion of students finding places to sit and kids saying goodbye to parents, Harry seemed to have lost his sense of happiness and now was just acted depressed. Students pushed past Ron, Hermione, and him, Hermione and Ron cursing them for it, and Harry remaining silent.

The three students were seated, Ron and Hermione caught up into an intense conversation. The two sods were in love, everyone knew it but themselves, but even that was changing, for Ron had told Harry he was going to tell Hermione his feelings that week. Great. Ever since things with Cho had gone bad, and the occasional date here and there, Harry never did get around to dating, so he really hadn't experienced much relationship wise, but taken enough emotionally to have been in plenty of relationships.

Wallowing in self pity, Harry happened to look up to see a sight he hadn't ever even in his dreams, it was as if an angel had fallen and walked amongst the common. The most angelic creature walked past their compartment, looking just as depressed as him self, her pretty little face hanging low, her eyes fixated on her feet. Her caramel colored hair swishing behind her as the curls bounced off her shoulders as she continued on, by the time Harry regained composure was out of eye sight.

He had to see her again. She was beautiful, more than beautiful, she was amazing. It was as if she radiated as she walked, a frown looked more than sexy upon her delicate face that Harry at once was aroused just by. Pretty lips that he was just tempted to kiss play with her tongue. Embrace her slender figure, holding her for days upon days. She looked absolutely heavenly, and Harry just praised it.

The rest of the ride for Harry was spent thinking of the young girl, hoping he could be granted with the sight of her once again. At once his wishes were granted, as he stepped off the train he saw her, boarding a carriage with the two boys, the carriage riding off as soon as the door was closed. Happy at seeing her once again, he trotted off towards his own carriage, shared with Hermione and Ron.

"Harry, you have been so quiet, what is wrong?" Hermione asked, breaking his so most pleasant thoughts.

"Thinking," Harry mumbled, looking out the window of the carriage as the sight of first year students riding across the lake came into view, all of them turning their little heads around as the boats rowed on.

"Of what?" Ron but in.

"Nothing that you'd care about, you two didn't need to stop your conversation to ask me such stupid questions, really don't poke at my thoughts." With that Harry spoke no more, nor listened to Hermione and Ron the rest of the ride, neither doing so at the feast. His eyes were searching for the girl. Found Her.

Dumbledore was standing up, silencing the students currently eating the most delicious meal they normally received, he looked towards the students. "Students, I have let these three children finish their meals before I introduce them. Shaun, Miles, and Champagne White, three students transferring from one of the most exclusive France magical schools ever created, honors in every class. All ready sorted, the three are to proudly being joining now, the Gryffindor house, I do hope so that all the students could be ever so kind to these three as they adjust to a much larger environment. That is all I was in hopes of getting into your minds, you three do go off and join your house, do enjoy you only year at Hogwarts"

"Thank-you Professor," Champagne said with a courteous smile as her brothers saw her to the table, both taking seats on either side. Throughout the rest of the meal, students from the Gryffindor house came over and said kind things to them, some even commenting Champagne on her beauty only to receive a smile from the little one and evil glares from the brothers. Even at one point Hermione went down to speak with them. "Hello, I just came to welcome you three to Hogwarts."

"Hello," Champagne sounded droned out, like a broken record that no one seemed to feel like taking out, liking the repeated words coming from her mouth. All her life she just seemed to get by on what other people perceived of her, and not what they took from the pull picture, all grasping the basics of it, but forgetting the ever so small details that built up the basic. "Miles, Shaun, I am going to go take a walk." She rose from her seat and was on the verge of leaving.

"Champagne, you don't know your way around her well enough to take a walk," Mile stated plainly, brushing a brown curl from before his eye away.

"I don't care, the two of you can have a nice chat with, uhm, this nice girl, I just am a bit tired. I don't need either of you as my body guards, we all have lives, and you know this little protecting me because I am 'weaker' thing will no longer and never brought back into our lives. Okay?" She said, her cheeks flushing red at the rising in her voice.

"Sorry Champagne," Shaun said, pouting his bottom lip at his triplet.

"Yeah, really, we are sis," Miles added, pouting as well.

"Oh, don't do that to me. I taught you that, for mum." She cried out in protest, a minute later thrwing them up in protest as she bent down and hugged the two boys. "I will talk to you both later tonight, you know that. Do have fun talking with, uhm-

"Hermione."

"Talking with Hermione, bye all of you." And with that she was off, walking as fast as her long, slim legs carried her, basically running down the corridors till she opened the giant, wooden doors and was already to the maze and walking into it by the time she felt someone else was with her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," a voice called out from behind her. She turned to see Harry Potter standing behind her, no guards, no crowds of dying fans, nothing like what she had read in magazines.

"Why is that?" She asked, curious to see as why he came after her.

"Than I'd have to come in after you, and that'd bring back some memories I myself would like to keep in the back of my mind, not fresh and open on my plate."

"Why would you have to come in after me?"

"Well because you and I both know you wouldn't be able to fin your way out of there, honor student or now, you'd get lost and cry out for someone, receiving no answer."

"Really?"

"Of course, but of course it is all true."

"So, if I was to run in now, you'd follow me."

"Every last word we have spoken is nothing more true."

"I think you are bluffing Mr. Potter," She said slyly, moving closer to the entrance to the maze.

"I dare say I am not Ms. White."

"Well, we will just see about that," Champagne said, kicking off her heels, her bare feet now on the moist grass as it began to drizzle, throwing her cloak onto the grass, she darted into the maze, Harry quickly on her tail.

The two ran till both out of breathe, lost, and drenched as it was now pouring. Champagne smirked, "I thought you followed me so we wouldn't get lost Harry."

"No, it was to get you to not run in, I didn't expect such a high class, beautiful lady like yourself would just love to take a supposed 'bluff' and make it reality and run in the rain for over and hour to keep herself and a young boy of her dreams entertained." Harry laughed, sitting in the fountain in the middle of the maze.

"Man of my dreams, Harry Potter, I didn't think you thought so highly of yourself, what next 'Man you'd fuck now?' It is kind of cute actually," Champagne smiled as Harry blushed deeply.

"I didn't, I mean it wasn't like, I just. Uhm," Harry sat and created and excuse but was to late to even try it as Champagne was laughing profoundly as she strolled over to him and sat down in the fountain as well, lying her head in his lap as she stretched her long legs out into the fountain.

Harry sat and just enjoyed the senses of being this close to the girl. Both of them enjoying the company of the other, the two just ended up falling asleep as they were. The rain continued to fall, even till they woke up, 9 hours later. Champagne first up, screaming her lungs out waking Harry after her. Both of their clothes were gone. Both of them had fallen asleep fully clothed and neither got up during the night, both now fully naked before the other.

Harry couldn't help but stare for a moment, but he knew he'd be thankful for starring, a picture perfect memory in his mind now was something he could remember. For fucks sake she was something to look out, short little thing, well compared to himself, but not to short. She came with the largest breast he had ever seen on a girl of that height, or of any height, at least at that age. She freaked out for a bit longer as he fantasized for just about the same amount of the same time.

"Where the fuck did our clothes go! Oh look! My wand, thank Merlin," She screamed, running and picking it up and conjuring up the both of them a pair of clothe.

"Who took our clothes?" Harry asked confused.

"If you didn't have the brain of a male you'd have heard me scream that before, I have no fucking clue Harry. All I remember is falling asleep on top of you and waking up same place, fully naked"

Harry thought for a moment. At once Hermione's voice popped up in his mind as a light bulb went on. It wasn't a trap or anything of that sort. It was simply they dreamed of each other, "What did you dream of, honestly?"

"Harry Potter, we have a bit more important things to think of than a silly dream," She said haughtily.

"No, we really don't. Tell me now."

"If you must know Harry, I had a dream filled with sex."

"Sex with whom?"

"Yourself."

"I told you I was the man of your dreams."

"Shut your mouth, that means nothing. A girl can get horny around a hott male, its human nature sweetheart."

"Not only am I your dream man, now I am your sweetheart."

"Well of course, now why did you need to know that?"

"Oh yes, it is simple. It people dream of the same thing, they wake up as the end of their dream ended. Now in the end of the dream we just went to sleep naked, so we would wake up naked. Our clothes are on our beds, and will be in no need of a search team to find."

"I am the girl of your dreams." Champagne chuckled as she called for her cloak and shoes to come to her, a minute passing by before they arrive.

"What?"

"You are the man of my dreams and I am the woman of yours. Said it your self sweetheart."

"Did not!"

"Of course you did, now I know my brothers have wet themselves from my disappearance, why don't we head back to the castle?"

"That would be good; Hermione and Ron must be worried as well."

"Hermione, the one who was ll googly eyed over my brother?"

"Possibly, she had a bush for hair."

"Does she ever."

"That's Hermione."

"She seems nice," Champagne said reassuringly so Harry hadn't thought she didn't like her because of her hair.

"It's because she is."

"Well, my brothers are awesome. And you can't beat awesome triplets, we are the bomb."

"Of course, you are one of them. Now come on," Harry said, starting to lead the way back. After a long time of searching the two found themselves at the entrance to the maze and began back to the castle. At once at their arrival to the Great Hall, they were greeted by four worried bodies. "WE both are fine."

"Where the fuck where you Champagne?" Miles asked worriedly.

"Jupiter," She said sarcastically, pushing past Miles, Shaun, Hermione, and Ron, taking Harry by the wrist and sitting at an open seat at the end of the table. "They will never let me live it down."

With that, her brothers surrounded her as Hermione and Ron did so to Harry Miles and Shaun piled Champagne with questions while Hermione did to Harry as Ron just looked from Champagne to Harry most of the time, every now and than saying a 'yeah' to Hermione's statements.

"If you four are done, I know both Harry and I are extremely famished, so get your nosy little selves some food and eat of let us be," Champagne finally shouted, tired of hearing them go on and on about how stupid that was.

"Don't tell me what to do," Miles barked at his sister.

"I will tell you what to do when ever I feel like it if you insist on doing so your self, now shut the fuck up or leave," Champagne said before sipping on some pumpkin juice, Harry enjoying his food.

"You two worried the four of us last night. Neither of you showing up after supposedly going to take walks. Now what I want to know is what the fuck happened? Tell me and I will shut about it all together." Hermione offered.

'Now, that's not what any of you said when we walked in her an hour ago, and haven't said the entire time. If wanted to know, it was as simple as that. Now I am not in a mood to speak of it, Harry would join me in going up to Gryffindor tower, I have yet to see it?" Champagne said in a fair matter, rising from her seat at the table.

"I'd love to, I might as well give you a tour, we do have classes starting tomorrow, best know where to go now, instead of later," Harry said politely, also rising from his seat in order to leave with the girl.

The two walked off from the table, ignoring the protests of the four and made their ways about the castle. Harry showed her all the class rooms, hidden rooms, abandoned rooms, and anything else he thought necessary for her to see. He even took her down to the Slytherin chambers.

"So Harry," Champagne called to him as he walked up to the tapestry where the entrance to the Slytherin dorms was right behind it.

"Yes?"

"How do you know your way here, right off the back, I mean you'd have to have been here a number of times to know exactly where you were going, or else you would have gotten us lost here like you did last night in the maze. So who is she?"

"No one"

"I am sure she'd hate to be referred to as 'no one' Harry, do tell me, please."

"No one you'd be interested in."

"But I am"

"Millicent Bulstrode"

"She cute"

"Well,"

"Cuter than me?"

"Never"

"Oh, how is that?"

"You are far more beautiful, you look so adorable when you sleep, and have a much sexier personality than she ever could."

"That's nice."

"Why do you like to ask so many questions?"

"It is how I can learn about you Harry, you are very fascinating, and a girl cannot rely on a Tabloid to learn about a boy she happens to like, she must get to know him."

"IS that so?"

"One hundred percent," she smiled, leaning against the wall of the chambers.

"So you do like me?"

"What?" She blushed. "That isn't what I said Mr. Potter."

"So formal now aren't you?"

"I grew up formal, but live nasty."

"Nasty?"

"Not that kind of nasty you fool."

"Of course you aren't, now so what do you like best about me?"

"Who said I liked you?"

"You did."

Champagne blushed at the boy and turned her head to the side, looking down the endless corridor, "You like me as well."

"Yes, I do."

Champagne was sitting by herself in potions, Harry having been pulled off to sit with some other girl, against his own will. As soon as he was seated he did send her a apology note and she simply nodded and pretended to act as if it hadn't been a big thing. Both her brothers had been put into some other class at that time and she only had two classes with them, so she was stuck alone in Potions. This was going to suck.

Just as Champagne sunk into her chair, her head lying upon her desk, a voice called her back from her worries and she turned to see an extremely handsome, blond boy standing before her, "I seem to be stuck without a seat, you wouldn't mind me sitting here would you?"

Shocked to be talked to by any one other than Harry, Hermione, Ron, or her brothers, she at once had nothing to think of saying in reply, but that thought was soon whipped away as she realized she must have looked like a fool and at once nodded to the boy.

"My name is Draco Malfoy by the way, if I am correct, yours is Champagne right, well it's what I though it heard Dumbledore say at the feast, I am sorry if I am wrong," Draco said politely. It must have been the kindest words he'd ever spoken to a Gryffindor in his life, but she was far to beautiful to be a prat to, so of course he'd make her friend.

"Yes, it is Champagne, it's nice to meet you Draco, I thought I was going to be alone all damn class," she said, thankful for his asking to sit with her.

"Oh well, I wouldn't let that happen, even if I had a seat, you are such a beauty, I really cant see anyone just not sitting with you, maybe they are jealous," Draco said humorously, bother of them laughing at it, disrupting Professor Snape, only receiving a glare.

"What bug is up his butt?" Champagne asked.

"He hates not getting the job he has always wanted, Defense Against the Dark Arts, so he is like this to everyone, lucky that he likes the Slytherins, I don't think he will be on your back though, to pretty for his evilness to crash upon," Draco said sweetly, opening his potions note book and looking into her open textbook.

"Thank-you," Champagne couldn't help but notice how sweet the boy was to her, although she had heard such horrid things of him, he was acting completely opposite to what she had heard, he was such a gentlemen. A sexy gentleman at that.

The two were assigned to a project together, and must have flirted rampagiously the entire class because most of the time Harry spent it shooting death like glares at Draco as if he and her had gone out or something. By the end of class, Draco had asked ever so sweetly to escort her to their next class, Care of Magical Creatures. Of course Champagne could not refuse the offer and left with him, not waiting for Harry, Hermione, or Ron.

"So, this Saturday, we get to go into Hogsmede, if you haven't a thing planed, why not come around with me and my friend Blaise, I am sure you both would get along quite well, I can show you around if you'd like?" Draco offered as they turned the corner leading towards the great Oak doors, which Champagne had a bit of trouble opening that morning and need the assistance of Draco.

"Sounds like fun, of course, I will tell my brothers that I am going with a good friend and they can go around with the ones they made and I will meet them later, they are so worrisome about me, its as if I am a child and not a 17 year old just like them." Champagne huffed, furious at the thought of how her brothers treated her. "I mean two nights ago, I went for a walk with Harry, they blew up on me because I got lost in the damned maze and fell asleep there, Harry too, and we just came back in the morning, can you get that?"

"You're a grown girl, they should lay off when you tell them too," Draco agreed, looking at how cute she was when she got angry.

"Yes! Exactly what I said to them, but do they listen to me? NO! They never listen to their sister; oh she is the baby, when I came out first, humph!"

Champagne, not paying much attention rammed into a sixth year and dropped all her belongings, the young boy apologizing a million times before running off when she said it was okay she didn't care although she truly did. Now picking up her things, Draco knelt besides her, "The boys must let a girl, so fine as you, grow up indeed, it'd be a pity them not fancying you're liking to a Slytherin."

"Well Draco, they wont be knowing, now will they? Find it out on their owns, that's what they will do. I need not tell them my whole life, any way, more excitement running about having some fun with a boy as sexy as yourself, if I must add to get across how much you are right at this moment," Champagne giggled at the slightly shocked expression Draco wore from her words, as he made most of the moves the entire afternoon.

"Saturday shall be fun."

"With me, it will be better than fun, it will be unforgettable love."

After both Draco and Blaise had them selves look ravishing for the ladies, they made their way to the Gryffindor Tower, where at 9 they were to pick up a rather beautiful Champagne, who like all women was 10 minutes late, probably getting herself just extra sexy for their behalves.

Happy to have those ten minutes to talk, both boys were marveled at what they saw. Champagne, making her way down the stairs ever so gracefully, her slim, long legs open to the word as she wore a black mini skirt. Her white shirt top clung to every last curve of her upper body, and for any man they were most likely to be the most ravishing curves imaginable, as she had on a white belt around the skirts waist like that had a white buckle with the word 'fuck' upon it. A chain necklace was upon her neck with a dangling C from it, as she had on a chain bracelet for each wrist, they glimmered as sun hit it, shining her body to make it look as if she was a god coming down for them to worship. Her hair was more doll like than ever, curls too perfect for human as straight bangs covered parts of her eyes, still letting her make-up show throw, just keeping her looking as wonderful as ever. The two boys must have been puddles of mush by the time she was down the bottom of the stairs, for Champagne saw the drool from their mouths and their eyes opened wide, "Boys, we best be on our way, I have some money I'd like to spend, and unless you're a thrift store, I don't think my money will be well spent here."

Draco, first to recollect himself mentally smacked himself for ogling over her like a fool, "oh yes, you are right indeed. Let's go Blaise."

After a minute of waiting the other Slytherin boy did too come to his senses and trailed off with the two on their ways to Hogsmede with the other students planning to spend their first day out in a blissful manner.

They must have been in the Three Broomsticks from 10-1 for they were just laughing away and making passes at each other, not paying attention at all to the time, so by the time they'd have left and went about shopping, all three had spent a lot on just their eating, and hadn't gotten any shopping they'd have liked to done. So as they rounded a corner and where just about to enter a charming little shop, a blond girl called out to Draco, waving her hand furiously for him to come over. Kindly he asked Champagne to join him and Blaise and the three went over to see just what the girl wanted so badly that she had to interrupt their splendid time.

"Oh Draco, Blaise how are you both doing? Who might this girl be?" The girl Champagne hadn't a clue of asked thoughtfully to the boys.

"We are having a splendid time with Champagne, met her on Monday, she is the exchange student from France, we were just about to go into a store, would you care to join us?" Draco seemed too polite to this girl Champagne thought, maybe he liked her. Why should she care? She liked Harry. Oh rats. He must be upset with her since he hadn't eaten with her the night before because at lunch she had announced her going to Hogsmede with Draco instead of himself. Both boys mustn't like her. Fuck.

In her lost thoughts Champagne didn't notice that she was now in the middle of a store, alone with Draco. "How on earth did we get here?"

"Blaise and Pansy went off to get some candy together, she fancies him so…"

"Seems you fancy her," Champagne muttered, but Draco managed to pick up her words.

"Not at all, she is an old friend."

Champagne only blushed, a bit embarrassed at his hearing her stupid ramblings. Draco just smiled at her and the two ended up buying the cutest little things. She bought a petite tabby kitten figurine that would get up off its little kitten bed and walk around three times, turning its self fluffy and going back to sleep, remaining fluffy it entire sleep period. Draco bought a gold little dragon that flew about and puffed out flames, both his and hers figurines were on sale and Champagne gave Draco money as Draco gave her money, so really they bought each other the gifts.

"Draco, can we take a walk about the castle, you know around it?" Champagne asked, as she looked up from the amusing little kitten Draco had paid for.

"No need to ask."

"Good."

By the time Harry was searching the castle for Champagne, both Champagne and Draco were snogging like mad upon the moist, green grass. Harry hadn't a clue about it and was planning on talking to her about how her felt about her, but when he received news at the sighting of the two, he was not only crushed, but confused.

She seemed to like him so much, but yet she seemed that way with Draco. Why must she mess with his mind in such ways? Couldn't she just tell him how she felt and be done with him? Must she make a mockery of his life; lead him on, than snog Draco up to the high heavens? What is with women? They love to drive men crazy!

"Hey Harry," Miles said, entering the common room, Lavender Brown holding happily onto his hand, her smiling at Harry and a nodding as Harry simply gave a pathetic smile as Shaun followed his brother and his girl 'friend' into the room, him as well having a girl, Harry had no knowledgeable name attached to the face at his hip.

"Harry, what's up?" Shaun asked, the girl blushing at Shaun.

Ron than just entered the conversation, a bit miffed at thinking Champagne wasn't low enough to like the Slytherin prat, let alone snog him when Harry was mad for her, "Well, your sister had been caught snogging the brains out of Draco Malfoy as she has spent her whole day with the boy, and cant seem to get enough of him. By tomorrow we will hear of their major shagging and the whole school will know that Draco used the girl to his advantages and will dump her like coal at our feet. Even after she was warned."

"What on earth?" Miles asked, Shaun looking just as puzzled as his brother sounded.

"Hermione told your sister that Draco Malfoy uses people, Sunday night, and by Monday, what does she come gallivanting into their dorm room saying 'Draco Malfoy is such a great guy, boy does he know how to speak French, he has to be one of the hottest guys here!' The girls tells Harry she likes him than just falls in love with Malfoy, insane I tell you," Ron burst out, just as Champagne came into the common room, looking as tipsy as ever.

The sight of Harry made her heart drop. He looked heart broken, and were those tears falling from his eyes. Indeed they were the boy was in tears. She had nothing to say, nothing to do, no emotions were felt, and no words were spoken. She felt hopeless to know how she hurt him. She felt stupid and wrong and only wanted to wash her lips and erase the day, but it was a wonderful day, Draco made her feel warm, but Harry was like color to her black and white picture. How could she make things right? He'd forgive her, when she learned how to apologize. No words to speak that would help him feel all right, she looked towards the ground, never looking up once at Harry, Ron, Shaun, Hermione, or Mile's eyes, not wanting to see their disappointment towards her. Not only did she feel bad, but she felt bad because of all the people she hurt. It was Harry. The boy who meant most.

Hermione starred up from her Arithmancy note book, Champagne was too quite. She had cried most of the time she had been up in the room and now she was dead silent. Ever so gently the caramel topped one made her way to the bathroom, turning on the shower faucets she got into the shower and her sobs were made out as Hermione listened intently. When the other was in sweats and a shirt, Hermione turned her chair around to look at the girl. Weeks had gone by, neither Champagne or Harry had talked. The Halloween ball was coming up and Draco kept asking why Champagne moved her seat in Potions and if he had done anything wrong, and when she gave Champagne the note the blond had written her, it only caused more tears.

"Tell me why you have cut yourself off from everyone?" Hermione demanded at once, the girl still looked as if she only knew one thing, and that one thing was to cry.

"Because I only hurt people but keeping in touch," She said with deep sorrow in her raspy voice, for she hadn't spoken in the longest time.

"No, you hurt them when you don't. I want you to write back to Draco at once, tell Harry how you feel, and go to that ball with or with out a date. I don't want to have to hear you cry one more night Champagne, I am sick of this acting as though you're a victim. Everyone loves you when you are yourself and not this little emotional wreck. Get it together and fix up what you left behind."

"You are right."

"You knew this all along, but did nothing. Now, write and we shall get you a dress tomorrow night, we can sneak out to Hogsmede together and pick it out for you. Draco wants you as his date and Harry wont speak to you. Go with Draco, if Harry doesn't tell you he cares when I know he does, he isn't worth crying every night over."

"I will Hermione. I promise."

"Good!"

Authors Note: I have written ahead, so I will go on. I do hope you like this cute little twist I put on the story. I will update as soon as possible. Thank-you for reading. I love it when you read!